I see his struggle

I'm witnessing his pain.

Feeling like all efforts and attempts

are completely in vain.

The fight to survive

and provide for his seeds,

for fear of rejection 

With strong doubt

and deep dedication.

The heart has a shield

that only his mind can reveal

Feelings of love have been hidden,

Yet laughter seems so forbidden.

Excitement has its limits

yet worry and stress control his mind.

To have his heart, is to know his pain.

You'll see his struggle,

As you look in his eyes.